Jon felt like he was forgetting something. He was dressed but something wasn't right. While he was trying to figure out what it was he noticed something. The cheerleader outfit smelled.
Jon took a few closer sniffs and woof. It reeked of female arousal. Which was strange. Maybe the previous owner did use this in the bedroom like Jon had speculated.
Either way, Jon was definitely grossed out now. He took one more look around the bathroom before seeing the plastic shopping bag again. It had a sticky note on the outside.
Remember Derek, you have to wash Layla's cheerleading stuff after each practice.
You know how they get.
Love,
Melissa
What the fuck? Derek was his father and Melissa was his mother. Jon quickly pulled the top off and looked at the tag. It said it belonged to Layla Madison. Was she some sister he didn't know of. That didn't make any sense.
Jon grabbed his iPhone to look up Layla on social media when he realized. He always had an android. Now his phone was an iPhone.
Jon had to stop whatever was happening. Maybe the cheerleaders were out at the pitch. Jon sprinted. He was trying to ignore it but he could also tell he was transforming too. Parts jiggled that weren't supposed to.
He got out there and they weren't there. But they were supposed to be. Jon looked around then at himself. He could see breasts growing and upon closer examination, his penis was certainly smaller. His skin was also getting lighter. A booming voice ended his reverie.
"Hey, Layla. Aren't you supposed to be in the Cheerleader training room with the other cheerleaders?" Jon instantly recognized it as Biff who was strolling across the field to the far side of the school. Jon vaguely knew he lived that way.
"Oh, thanks, Biff." Jon's voice cracked that time. And people thought he was Layla.
He now knew there was an interior practice room. That's where he needed to go to get answers.
He started jogging again. Pleasantly surprised with his increased stamina. Still his but was bigger and his hips were wider. His breasts were bigger too.
As he entered the school, he felt hair swishing strangely at the back of his neck. As he walked, he felt around the back of his head. His black hair had been put up in a ponytail.
Taking another look down and it looked like his breasts had stopped growing. He was thankful that they were only C cups. He wasn't so luck down bellow.
His hips had stopped growing and they were certainly female and above average, they weren't crazy or anything. They looked pretty normal. He guess that Jon or well, Layla wouldn't be saddled with massive hips.
Unfortunately, he did have a bubble butt. And it was barely covered by the tiny skirt. It was at that moment that he came across a new room. The plaque said cheerleader practice room 1. Jon thought it was strange but the door also had no winders and obvious noise-canceling panels.
It was time to go in.
